Miracle Conduits

It is amazing how many people speak the Word of God but do not believe in their heart that it is for them.  Take the example below (it is in an abbreviated form).  The story has been posted on the Internet, passed out at various churches around the world by people who liked the concept that it was real, and preached by those who were eye witnesses to the event.  But to this day still need to be encouraged to believe it during the crisis or needs of their life.  I pray that as you read this that God will place the truth in your heart and that He really will see you through each and every true need--not desire or lust--need, that you have.

December 27th, 2007, the day of Kenya national election that produced within days killings and riots throughout the country because of an ugly and underhanded result period.  So much of the truth is not told in the media, and certainly not in the western media.  People had to get information from those of us who were actually there, or through Internet news.  There are approximately 30 something tribes in Kenya and each have their own values and language.  People killed each other because they were different.  God blesses because we are the same--we are His.

On January 10th, 2008 my assistant and interpreter went to a place called Keberego, which is a mountain area where there are many tea plantations.  Picking tea leaves is steady work with very poor pay, but available year round.  The 10th of January just happened to be payday in Keberego area.  Pastor Stanley, my assistant had arrived shortly before me and when we met, he pointed out three women with children stating that they had been "dumped here" from the Kericho tea fields.  They had been a different tribe from the locals and therefore not allowed to stay.  Two of the women had witnessed their husbands being beaten and then beheaded; their bodies and those of hundreds of others left on the ground.

The children had been sent by their parents to hide in the tea fields.  The murderers had sent dogs in to find them and when the children came rushing out, they were raped and beaten, some left dead and others traumatized.  We followed the three women, two of whom were carrying their new born babies.  One woman had a baby with her husband, their first child.  The next day he was beheaded.  The third day she was told to pack up her things and leave or be killed along with her baby, and the fourth day God had us meet her and her new son.  The other woman's baby was three and one-half weeks old.  Other children were of various small ages. God had a plan for them even in the middle of chaos and pain.

We entered into a field to find seventy-five people, about eight to ten were children, the rest were adults, two being well into their seventies but sturdy.  I thought we were going to be able to purchase some breakfast for the three women and their children.  All these people--now what?  But God had told me to take extra money with me that day.  I had a little extra and asked God what He wanted to do.  I knew it was more than I could do for these dear and desperate people.

Pastor Stanley waved greetings to another pastor and his wife, who just happened to come to Keberego that day because God inspired them to walk the long journey to come at that time (10 am) and didn't know why.  We all stood looking as these refugees unloaded their worldly goods, (anything they could carry quickly and flee), onto the ground.  The three pastors look at me and said what are we going to do?  I said, I'm going to go see what I can buy to feed them.

Many had not eaten for over a week, had very little fluid to drink and were so hungry.  I took back with me 13 small pineapples cut in fourths, and 8 small loaves of bread.  I had tried to buy 10 but God said, 8 in enough.  Thinking to myself, there are 75 people who want to eat--the math wasn't working out in the physical.  But then, God is a supernatural provider.

My friend, the pastors and the people all looked at my three bags of food and said, how will you feed them with that?  Notice it was now, what are "you" going to do.  The responsibility in their eyes was for me to do something.  I already knew I couldn't do anything to take care of their needs. 

Reminding the pastors that we are servants and part of the Kingdom of God, and that My God shall supply all my needs according to His riches in glory through Christ Jesus (Philippians 4:19), and that if Jesus fed 5,000 men, and many more counting the women and children, with two fish and five loaves of bread, seventy-five people were nothing for God.  I prayed and instructed them to do as God was instructing me.

The culture of Africa says feed the men first, then children, then women get the scrapes or left overs.  God said, give the children each two slices of bread and a piece of pineapple.  Well, the men and women looked at me like I had lost my mind ... but God said feed the children first.  Then the women, and last the men.  They ate the bread and had 5-6 pieces of pineapple each ... you do the math.  There was food left over!

Then God said, go collect some money and get these people to their destinations.  Wow!  Travel was very expensive during the riots, many of the vehicles were no longer operating because their vehicles and people could be burned, killed, or severely damaged.  God also said, and get it done before 3 pm, rain will be coming and they need to get to their ancestral homes.

Instructing the two pastors to go collect offerings, they brought back one schilling pieces mostly.  God then instructed them to pour the money into my t-shirt that was being held out as a "basket".  Pastor Stanley took out the larger coins and the other pastor counted and put in a bag.  I was then instructed by God to shake my shirt; I did.  The three of us stood there with our mouths open--God had changed much of the money into the larger coins.  We continued this process under the direction of God for another couple of hours. 

At the end of the day, by 3 pm, ALL the people and their belongings were loaded onto vehicles and they were on their way to their destinations--ALL PAID for by God.  HE met their needs.  What He desired was for people willing to trust and believe in His ability and desire to do it.

YOU can make a difference to somebody else's miracle! That's the point of this story. God can and does the supernatural daily in our lives and we have favor, but have you trusted God today to be a conduit for somebody else's miracle?

Be encouraged today to seek the Lord in His perfect will, perfect appointments, perfect discussions--He will stop a lot of nonesense in your life, things that really don't help the kingdom, and often keep your focus from His plans for your life.

Weekly Challenge:   Let this week be the beginning of something that becomes part of your life--be a conduit for God's miracles for somebody else.  Ask God for His perfect will and perfect appointments.  Then listen and do. 

Somebody is waiting on you to make a difference in their life.  It might  not be anybody you know.  We didn't know one person in that field that day, but I will remember them for the rest of my life.

YOU do make a difference to somebody.

I would love to have you share your experiences in our Differences Encouraged Group at Christen WOMEN Take Root, or send me an email here

Comments

[mid]

Wow! Susan... this was amazing to read and so encouraging... We had that happen to our family when we didn't have much and company would come...the Lord would make the dinner "stretch" and we'd have leftovers!! I always was so thankful for His provision...but to have seen it on a scale such as you did, is even more glory to Him, who promised to be our provider! Thank you for the challenge...may we all be open to what He has for us to do, in His Name!
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mid